Torynn's eyes opened slowly as she never felt the landing. But the rushing of wind had stopped, and they had obviously stopped moving. She looked up at Legolas, who was looking upward as well, to his windowsill, just three feet above his head. Torynn felt herself go red.

'Legolas!' she whispered, feeling a bit of anger rise up in her. He had deceived her into thinking this would be a great fall. She hadn't needed to be locked securely in his arms. Although, it was rather pleasant. Warm and encompassing and loving and tender and…..

'Shh...' he whispered back as he leaned against the wall, listening to his companions in his room. Torynn fell silent and listened too, though she couldn't hear everything.

'Where is the prince?' she heard one of them say. She heard another voice mumble something back, but it was too muffled for her to know exactly what. Suddenly, Legolas grabbed her by her arm and hastily pulled her forward so that she fell straight back into his arms and was gripped against his chest.

'Shhh...' He repeated as she tried to squirm away from him. He knew that it was Remus who was now looking out the window, for whatever reason, and they must not be seen. After Legolas felt Remus' prescence leave the sill, he let out a small sigh of relief.

'Perhaps he has gone to the kitchens.' He heard him say and soon after the sound of his door creaking open and shut. He smiled.

'It seems we are out of the woods.' He said. He looked down at Torynn who was struggling to push away from him, her face buried in his chest. After a few moments, he realized she couldn't breathe. He quickly let go of her, and she nearly toppled over as she pushed hard away from him, gasping for breath.

'By the might of God, were you trying to kill me?!' she panted as she put her hands to her chest. Legolas' face was serious, bending down to look into her eyes.

'Are you alright, my lady?' he asked, looking at her with a worried expression. She glared at him, before making to slap him. He effortlessly caught her left hand before it was within a foot of his face. He then smiled and kissed her palm tenderly. 'I know your movements and body well, Torynn. You could never surprise me.' She raised an eyebrow, and for a moment he thought she would yell at him again.

She simply smiled and moved forward, bringing herself closer to him. He felt his heart race faster, if it was possible, by her being so close to him. So tempting to him. 'But there is one thing of my anatomy that has obviously eluded you.' She said in a cooing voice. He frowned but continued to smile.

'Really?' he asked airily. She smiled seductively and moved closer still, nodding. 'And what is that?' Suddenly he felt a sharp pain against his left cheek. Swiftly his expression of interest turned to one of shock.

'I do have two hands.' She said defiantly, a smug grin planted on her face. He blinked at her, his hand touching his cheek. It did not hurt, but the fact that she had hit him was enough to bowl him over mentally.

'You dare to strike a prince among elves?' he asked. It was not harsh, simply a question, one of curiosity, and partial amazement. She smiled and bowed her head.

'No... I dare strike Legolas... an elf who nearly assassinated me!' she replied, nonchalant by his obvious astonishment. 'Now, how do we get off this ledge?' she asked looking around. Legolas was still trying to figure out, how it was that she had hit him. Before he'd regained his composure, she'd already climbed the branch of tree and was slowly climbing down.

She hopped down from the branch and turned, nearly having a heart attack as she came face to face with Legolas. She clutched her chest.

'How did you - ' he smiled and shrugged.

'I AM an elf, Torynn.' He said smugly and she shook her head at him, turning to leave, but he caught her shoulder, forcing her to turn around and face him. He was looking at her seriously, tenderly. Torynn's smile faded. 'You will come join me tomorrow, won't you?' he asked looking her in the eyes, as if hoping to see some sign of confirmation. She frowned.

'Of course. Was there ever any doubt?' she asked trailing her hand softly up his arm, until it reached his shoulder. She stepped a bit closer, emboldened by what they'd just done. She looked up into his eyes; the green so bright Legolas felt they might blind him. But he could not look away, even if he wanted to. 'I wouldn't miss it for all the world.' She whispered, her voice straining as her chest tightened. He nodded, smiling a little.

'Neither would I.' He whispered back, moving closer to her, wanting for nothing more than to reach out and make sure she was real. She continued her path, across his shoulder and collarbone, to his neck, up to his ear, which she cupped, smiling. He smiled back. 'You do not mind being courted by an elf then?' he teased. She grinned and shook her head.

'Not in the least.' She answered. He seemed encouraged by her sudden confident actions and he let his arm slide around her, to her back, before pulling her closer. She seemed a bit surprised, but did not pull away. He was holding her so close; she could feel his breath on her. She placed her hands on his chest. She looked down between them, suddenly feeling a little ashamed. 'We musn't... we shouldn't...' she stuttered out. Her brain was telling her no, but her heart wanted nothing more than to be held by Legolas forever. He nodded, seeming to know how she felt.

'You're right.' He said loosening his grip. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed slightly, her mouth in an almost undistinguishable pout.

'But I don't want to be right this time.' She said in a low voice, moving back to him and placing her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around him so that he could not run away. He stood still, almost rigid, before he finally relaxed and his arms encircled her, holding her again. 'This feels so natural.' She whispered, knowing he could hear her. 'This feels so ... '

'Right?' he asked in a similar low voice. Torynn could feel it vibrate through his warm chest and she hugged him closer before letting go and breaking away. He looked at her perplexed. She smiled and continued to walk backwards.

'I must return home. Piphony will be waiting.' She said clutching her arms around herself, trying to regain the warmth she'd just felt, but to no avail. He nodded but something about him had a pleading air to it.

'Do not stay away long.' He said smiling and motioning for her to go on. She shook her head.

'Wild horses could not keep me from your side, Legolas.' She said finally turning around and walking faster, toward the servants quarters to find Evanita. She let out a large sigh. Legolas was courting her. PRINCE Legolas. The most sought after suitor in all of Rivendell and she had his adoration. She couldn't suppress the smile that played upon her mouth as she ran up the stairs to tell Evanita everything.